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Chapter Three

Whispering voices filled the air, causing her to look up from the dank corner she was sitting in. She looked through the iron bars of the prison door only to see nothing there. She managed to get to her feet and walked over to the door, her hands wrapping around the cold metal of the bars as she looked out.

"What's going on?" She asked out loud,

"They're saying that Dante and Ebony have found each other," Came the blunt reply.

Her brows furrowed,

"Dante and Ebony? What does that mean? Is something bad going to happen?" She asked. The slight shuffling of fabric reached her ears as if the guard was hesitating before she saw him turn to glare at her.

"Silence, whore. I do not have to answer to you." His cold voice snarled. She winced at his glare and shrunk back, muttering a quiet sorry. The guard turned away from the cell door, his gaze thoughtful.

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The three arrived at Kayshia's house, after a fight that Dante had with Lady to try to let him drive her motorcycle with her behind him. It had proved difficult, but after much kicking and screaming, Lady finally gave in.

"So who is this Kayshia?" Dante asked,

Dante and Lady watched as Ebony walked up the steps to Kayshia's house and she rang the doorbell, followed by a loud knock.

"She's a friend of ours." Lady said, "Well, more of a friend to Ebony," She corrected, "but we hang out together at times."

Dante nodded his head and was about to say something when the door swung inward.

"EBONY!" Kayshia tackled Ebony on the spot, making her stumble back slightly. She pulled away and waved to Lady, she gave a slight wave, "What are you doing here?" Kayshia asked as she dropped her hand.

"Kayshia, we need to talk." Ebony said in a low voice.

"You need to talk to me? About what?" Kayshia asked,

"Not out here." She told her. Kayshia's eyes widened,

"Oh! Of course, come in!" She stepped off to the side and motioned into her house. Ebony nodded her head and walked in, followed by Dante and Lady.

"Nice house..." Dante murmured as he turned his gaze up to look at the high ceiling decorated with intricate designs, the pristine white walls shone brightly and the vases were polished to perfection.

"Try not to break anything." Lady warned him. Dante rolled his eyes,

"Please, like I would do such a thing." He scoffed.

"Knowing your record with jobs involving rich people in nice houses… I'm a little worried." Lady said with a frown.

"She hasn't gotten on my nerves yet, so it's all good." He said with a smirk,

"I'm sorry; I don't think I ever caught your name?" Kayshia looked at Dante,

"This is Dante," Lady introduced him.

"I'm not mute, Lady." Dante groaned, "My name is Dante." He said with a radiant smile. Kayshia giggled,

"It's nice to meet you Dante, I'm Kayshia."

Ebony rolled her eyes, "Kayshia." She said in a monotone voice.

"Oh! Right!" She looked around, "My Dad's working upstairs, so we could probably go into the piano room, it's the best room we've got where we can get some privacy."

Kayshia led them though the house to a large mahogany door, she pushed it open and led them in, "Make yourselves comfortable." She waved to the sofas positioned around the grand piano in the center of the room.

"Thanks Kayshia." Ebony said with a slight smile as she sat down in the armchair next to the piano, the she usually sat in when she came to the house.

"Uh, so what's going on?" Kayshia sat down slowly on the piano bench and let her fingers glide over the ivory keys.

"It's about something you've done." Ebony said to her. Kayshia looked at her and blinked,

"I've done a lot of things, Ebony. You might have to narrow it down a bit." She laughed.

"Something that happened recently. Why were you asking information from Ebony about possessions?" Lady asked as she leaned forward. Dante crossed his legs and leaned back in the comfortable sofa as he watched the three girls.

A soft note filled the air as Kayshia tapped a key, "Why not? She knows a bunch about a subject that not a lot of other people know about it. I was just curious."

"We know that that's not the case, Kayshia. You did something with that information." Ebony said bluntly. Kayshia looked at Ebony.

"It's nothing. I just wanted to know, nothing else." She bowed her head, her fringe shadowing her face. Ebony scooted forward in her seat,

"Kayshia, do you want to talk in private about this?" She whispered. Kayshia looked up at her and gave a small nod. Ebony smiled and looked over at Lady and Dante, "Can you two leave for a moment? I'll be out in a couple of minutes." She requested. Lady nodded and stood up, nudging Dante in the process. Dante sighed, but followed Lady's example and they left the room.

"I wonder what Kayshia is hiding that's so personal." Lady mused. Dante glanced down at her,

"Women, they always want to be in on the latest gossip." He said with a smirk. Lady glared at him and Dante chuckled, "You know it's true." He pointed out. Lady shook her head,

"I'm going to get a drink." She muttered as she walked towards the kitchen. Dante leaned against the wall next to the door of the piano room with his hands in his pockets.

Lady came back with two glasses of water in her hand and held one out to Dante. He raised an eyebrow at the offered glass,

"I didn't ask for any." He stated,

"You looked thirsty." Lady grumbled. Dante grinned and took the glass,

"Thanks, Lady." He said as he brought the cup to his lips.

"So, what do you think of her?" She asked as she took a sip of the water. Dante brought the glass down,

"Who?"

Lady rolled her eyes, "I'm talking about Ebony, dimwit."

"Ah." Dante swirled the water in his glass, "She's an interesting one. I'll admit that much."

Lady eyed Dante; Dante looked down at her, "What?"

"It's just weird; I'm not used to you not flirting with a cute girl, considering the fact that you flirt with everything that moves."

"Hey! I don't flirt with every girl!" Dante protested. Lady threw him an incredulous glance,

"Yeah, whatever helps you sleep at night, Dante."

"I didn't flirt with Ebony!" Dante pointed out,

"Yeah, but you flirted with Kayshia the instant you spoke with her, and you don't even know her!" Lady shook her head.

Dante grinned as he leaned forward until he was nose-to-nose with Lady, "You jealous?" He breathed, his warm breath fanning over Lady's face. She abruptly turned away, but not before Dante saw her cheeks gain a rosy tint,

"Why the hell would I be jealous? You're a pervert!" She took another gulp of water before stomping back to the kitchen, grumbling incoherently. Dante watched her with a wide grin when the door beside him opened and pallid Ebony stepped out into the hall.

"Whoa, what's wrong with you?" Dante asked, "You look as though you saw a ghost, or worse, a demon." Dante said with a smirk. Ebony glanced up at him,

"Well, I definitely didn't see one… but, Kayshia just told me something that has to do with demons." She said,

"What did she say?" Lady came back. Kayshia walked out of the piano room and closed the door behind her before turning to look at the trio,

"I think you three should leave." She said quietly. She shared a look with Ebony before proceeding to lead them out of her home, "I'll see you at school, Ebony, Lady." She told them before closing the door behind them.

"What was that all about?" Lady asked.

"Girl problems, that's why I don't get involved with them," Dante muttered while shaking his head. Lady threw him a stern glance and he rolled his eyes, "It's true."

Lady turned to Ebony who started walking towards her motorcycle.

"Ebony? Is everything alright?" She asked hesitantly. Ebony blinked and looked up at her friend,

"Sort of, I'll tell you when we get home." She said with a smile as she swung her leg over the bike and turned it on. Lady nodded turning to her bike to see Dante already on it,

"Hey pretty Lady, wanna ride?" Dante asked with a smirk as he patted the leather-bound space behind him.

"Shut up." She snapped at him, making him grin even wider. She got on her motorcycle behind him and he revved the engine.

When Ebony drove off, he gassed the engine to follow behind her.

After a few minutes, Lady yelled out to him,

"Hey, don't you think Ebony's acting a little strange?" Dante looked ahead to see Ebony's silvery white hair whipping around in the wind.

"Ya, I noticed." Dante called back over the roar of the wind.

"I'm kind of worried." She said.

Dante didn't respond to her, watching Ebony carefully when he saw the approaching Dodge Ram coming from the right

"EBONY!" Lady screamed out, but she didn't hear her over the wind, "Dante! Do something! Save her, she's going to get hit!" She shrieked.

"Lady, take over!" Dante yelled at her as he leapt off the bike. He landed on the road and dashed towards Ebony with tremendous speed. "Damn it." He snarled to himself, he jumped onto the back of her motorcycle and quickly yanked her hand off the gas handle and twisted the brakes as hard as he could, turning the motorcycle as it skid to a stop. Ebony shaken out of her thoughtful trance as the pick-up truck loudly blaring its horn yet zoomed by without even slowing down, only inches away from them.

"What the hell just happened?" She gasped. Looking around

Dante took a deep breath and closed his eyes,

"You were distracted and almost got hit by a car." He told her,

"Ebony! Are you ok?" Lady came up next to them, looking Ebony over, "You didn't get hurt, did you?" She asked quickly.

Ebony shook her head, "No, I didn't. I guess I'm just a little shaken up." She told her. She looked over her shoulder to see Dante looking at her with concern, "Thank you." She said to him. He blinked, the corner of his lip slightly lifting as he gave her his trademark grin.

"Anytime."

Lady studied Dante for a minute before speaking.

"Ebony, would it be too much to ask of you if I told you that you should probably let Dante drive? You seem far too distracted."

Ebony smiled, "I hope he's a better driver than I am." She chuckled,

"Hey! I'm a safe driver!" Dante laughed,

"Is that what you call it?" Lady snickered. She shook her head, "Either way, he's still an amazing driver." She said,

"Then he probably should drive." Ebony agreed.

Lady glanced at Dante, "Is that alright with you?" She asked him. Dante nodded his head.

He got off the motorcycle, helping Ebony off and took her place, gripping the handlebars comfortably. Ebony climbed on behind him and wrapped her arms around his waist.

"Hold on," He told her as he revved the engine, the motor of the Ducati humming under him. They drove off, with Lady in front and Dante following behind her.

They arrived at Ebony's home; they went through the gates and parked the motorcycles in the garage. When they walked up to the door, it was opened by the family butler, Desmond.

"Welcome back, My Lady." Desmond greeted them with a small bow.

"Hello, Desmond. It's nice to be home again." Desmond straightened and nodded his head. He turned to Lady and Dante and bowed his head in acknowledgement.

"Where's my mom?" Ebony asked him, Desmond looked down at her,

"The Mistress should be home any time now. She had a client that she had to attend to." He explained. Ebony nodded before adding,

"Would it be alright with you if I asked you to leave us alone for now?"

Desmond gave a curt nod before closing the door and walking away, his shoes clicking on the polished stone floors.

Ebony went straight for the refrigerator and opened it, pulling out a bowl of clean and hulled out strawberries. She popped the top open and picked a strawberry, biting into it and looked over at Dante and Lady,

"Do you want some?" She asked, holding out the bowl to them.

"Sure."

"No." Dante and Lady said at the same time. Dante reached out and grabbed one, Ebony then walked into her living room. Dante was about to follow her when Lady grabbed his arm, he looked back at her with a raised eyebrow,

"Something wrong?" He asked.

"That was the first time that I've ever seen you shaken up like that." Lady whispered to him. Dante stared at her, confusion making his eyebrows knit together,

"What are you talking about?" He asked.

"When Ebony was about to be hit, I've never seen you so… desperate to save someone. Why is that?"

Dante looked away from her and after Ebony, "She's your friend, and a nice girl. You think I'll just let her get hurt?" He said rather glibly, taking a bite out of the strawberry.

Lady shook her head, "No. It's not just for those reasons."

Dante jerked his arm away from her.

"Don't worry about it, Lady. She's safe isn't she?" He said briskly before following after Ebony.

Lady gazed after him, the wheels in her head turning.

"You coming, Lady?" Dante called over his shoulder. Lady blinked before going into the living room.

"I didn't realize how distracted I was." Lady heard Ebony mumble from the sofa.

"You look disturbed." Lady said to her. Ebony looked up,

"Disturbed?" She sighed and looked back down again, "Yes, I guess that's the correct term for what I'm feeling right now." Ebony closed her eyes and leaned back in the sofa. Dante had already made himself comfortable on the space of the sofa to the left of Ebony. Lady sat down on the opposite end,

"Are you going to tell us what happened?" Lady asked. Ebony grabbed a strawberry from the bowl and plopped the strawberry into her mouth.

"Kayshia told me something about her boyfriend." She took another strawberry and spun it in her fingers, "You know Jason, right?"

Lady nodded slowly, "What about him?" Lady asked carefully.

"Well…" She bit her lip softly, "She told me that he was dying."

"What?" Lady gasped.

Ebony nodded, "And, that in order to save his life, she…" Ebony trailed off.

"What did she do, Ebony?" Dante prodded.

Ebony closed her eyes, "She summoned a demon to help him."

"What!?" Dante and Lady said in unison.

Ebony nodded, "The demon has possessed Jason. And now he won't give him up. Kayshia is trying to find other methods to get rid of the demon, but none of them seem to help."

"It's a goddamn demon! Did she really think it would save his life without a price?" Dante snarled as he shot up from the sofa. Ebony and Lady watched him silently as he angrily paced before them, infuriated sentences spilling out of his mouth.

"Dante…" Lady started, Dante swirled around to meet her stern gaze. "Calm down, getting angry and ranting isn't going to help the situation." She told him. Dante grit his teeth when Ebony offered up the bowl of strawberries to him. He released his anger enough that his tense shoulders relaxed and a smirk appeared on his face as he received the offered strawberries and sat back down next to Ebony.

Lady looked at him, then to her friend, "Did she tell you when she summoned the demon?"

"Yeah, she told me that she summoned the demon two weeks ago."

"That's when he started acting strange…" Lady murmured.

Ebony nodded, "But what about that man we saw at Fredi's?" Ebony asked, lifting her head to look at Lady.

Lady noticed Dante tense up as he glanced out the window.

"I don't know." Lady answered. Dante turned his head towards the door as the click of the undone lock filled the air and the door opened. Ebony looked up,

"Hey, mom." Ebony greeted.

"Good afternoon to you two." She turned to look at Dante who was giving her a scrutinizing gaze. Her eye twitched slightly before smiling warmly, "I'm sorry, I don't believe I know you."

"This is Dante." Ebony told her.

"Nice to meet you Dante, I'm Emily Witmann, Ebony's mother."

Dante's eyes narrowed, "Pleased to make your acquaintance." He said in a low voice. Lady looked back and forth between Dante and Mrs. Witmann,

"Um…" Lady started awkwardly, "Hi there, Mrs. Witmann." Lady greeted, interrupting the awkward glaring/staring contest between Dante and Mrs. Witmann. She looked away towards Lady, a genuine smile on her face,

"Hello, Lady, are you and Ebony studying again?"

Lady smiled, "Yeah, we haven't really gotten to the studying part yet though." She told her.

Mrs. Witmann chuckled softly, "Well, I'll leave you to whatever you're up to."

Ebony's mother left them to go to the second floor, Ebony waited until she heard the thud of the door to her mother's office.

Palpable silence surrounded them as they sat on the sofa awkwardly before Ebony reached over to Dante and grabbed a strawberry from the bowl he was gripping, the glass starting to crack under the pressure

"Err, Dante?" Ebony said hesitantly. Dante glanced over at her, "You're cracking the bowl…"

Dante turned his gaze to the glass bowl in his hands, "So I am." He said in a low voice before releasing the pressure on the poor bowl.

"Well, what do we do now?" Ebony asked quietly, looking towards Lady. Lady stared off into space,

"He told you to make her stop, and to make her forget." Lady said thoughtfully,

"How am I supposed to do that? I can't just make her forget that her boyfriend is dying, and that now he has a demon inside him!" Ebony exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down, we don't want everyone hearing." Lady said in a hushed tone.

Ebony shook her head, and growled before swearing.

"I can't help it!" She said in a forced whisper, "I don't know whether to throttle her, or just…" She growled again before falling back into the sofa with her hands covering her eyes.

Lady watched her worriedly before reaching out and gently toughing her shoulder,

"Come on, let's go on a walk."

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"Did we have to come back here? I mean, it's getting kind of late to walk and talk." Ebony glanced over at Lady. Her arms were crossed over her chest,

"Ebony. You're going to talk with her and get this over with before she does something worse." She chided.

Ebony sighed and turned to the door before ringing the doorbell.

They waited only a minute or so before the door glided open. Kayshia stood before them with her hair in a messy bun, wearing a tank-top and sweats.

"What are you guys doing back here?" She asked.

Ebony looked down at her feet before looking back up, "Kayshia, can you come with us? We need to talk to you about something." She asked her. Kayshia stared at Ebony,

"Didn't you talk with me earlier? Or is this about something else?" She asked.

"It's about your situation; I need to talk with you more on the subject." Ebony told her. Kayshia closed her eyes before closing the door to her house behind her. Ebony let Kayshia pass and greet Lady and Dante again. Ebony followed her and they walked down the sidewalk together in silence. After a few minutes Ebony spoke up,

"You need to stop this, Kayshia. Stop looking for a solution." She saw Kayshia wince but she kept on walking,

"No, I'm going to save Jason." She declared.

Ebony shook her head, "There isn't a way to save him." She said sadly, "The disease you told me about, there is no cure to it."

Kayshia turned to glare at her, "There must be! I can't just give up hope!" She argued. Ebony stopped and looked at her friend,

"If you leave the demon in him, he might as well already be dead. And if you take out the demon, then Jason dies from the disease. Kayshia, the only thing that's keeping him alive is the demon. It has no desire to save Jason." She said sternly.

"No, that's a lie, the demon told me that it could save Jason, that it would help me save him!"

"Demons always twist the truth. Just like a genie, but thousands of times worse." Dante said behind them.

"You don't know anything about demons. The only one that actually does is Ebony. That's why I went to her, so you stay out of this." She snapped at him.

Lady glanced over at Dante to see him roll his eyes and let out a scoff,

"Whatever. Do as you please."

Kayshia looked back at Ebony, "And how do you know how I feel? You've always been closed off with your feelings, you've never felt love. You don't understand!" Her voice was starting to get louder. Ebony stood and said calmly,

"I am telling you the facts, Kayshia. What Dante said is true; demons take your wishes, and turn it into something found only in your nightmares. I don't know if I've ever lost a loved one, because of the very fact that I cannot remember my past. But yes, I guess you can say that I don't understand. But I do understand that if you go on with this, then people will get hurt." She said sternly, her nails digging into the palm of her hands. "Please, just forget about it. I don't want you to get hurt."

Kayshia shook her head, "No, I'm not going to give up. I'm going to find a way to save him, no matter what." Ebony rubbed her temples,

"Look, you don't understand—"

"Shut up, Ebony. I understand perfectly fine. You want Jason to die, you never liked him anyways. Isn't that right?" She said loudly.

Ebony shook her head, "No, that's not what I'm—"

"You're just jealous of me aren't you?"

Ebony felt the hairs on the back of her neck rise. She looked around quickly before turning to her friend,

"Kayshia, you're overreacting to what I'm actually trying to tell yo—"

Kayshia held up her hand.

"I don't care, Ebony. I'm going to find out a way to get that demon out, and find a cure."

"Unless you're some sort of super scientist, I doubt that you will find a cure." Dante grumbled. He was starting to get irritated of Ebony's friend.

"It won't stop me from trying." She stated as she started to walk back to her house. That was when Ebony noticed the air next to her friend rippling.

"Kayshia!"

She grabbed her friend by the collar and yanked her back, making her fall over onto the sidewalk. The air shattered as a scythe swung through the air and smashed into the ground where Kayshia had been standing. Kayshia looked up at the Pride demon and screamed.

"Dante!" Ebony looked over to see Dante pull out a pair of guns and aim them at the demon,

"Way ahead of you," Dante called out as he pulled the triggers, turning the demon into a piece of honeycomb before it exploded into dust.

"What the hell was that!?" Kayshia shrieked as she crawled over to Ebony.

"If I'm correct, then that thing was a demon." Ebony looked up at Dante, as he rested on of his guns on his shoulder,

"You couldn't get anymore correct." He said with a grin. His grin faltered slightly, "And there's more coming our way."

"What should we do?" Ebony asked him.

"Don't worry Ebony; you and Kayshia will be fine." Lady told them. Ebony looked over at her best friend,

"Lady?"

Lady pulled out a heavily modified semi-automatic and a micro uzi.

"Don't worry about her, she can handle herself." Dante said with a smirk. Ebony blinked,

"Err… ok." She said without question.

"Go somewhere out of the way. But close enough that we can keep an eye on you." Lady instructed them. Kayshia didn't respond, but Ebony gave a curt nod before she grabbed Kayshia's forearm and pulled her to her feet and walked over to a group of clustered shrubs.

"Stay down and don't move." She told her. Kayshia looked up at her in fear, but nodded her head in understanding.

"Where are you going?" She asked her. Ebony looked back at Lady and Dante.

"I'm going to help them." She told her before running over to them, picking up the scythe of the felled demon. She tested the weight of it in her hands before she took on a defensive stance.

Dante glanced over at Ebony to see a determined gleam in her eye and he grinned,

"You sure you want to help us?" He asked. Ebony nodded her head curtly,

"I know how to fight and defend myself with a sword. This shouldn't be too different." She told him, hefting the scythe.

"Demons don't fight by the rules." Lady warned. Ebony let out a soft scoff,

"And you think my competitors do?"

Lady smiled, "Just call out when you seem to be in a tight spot." She told her. Ebony nodded, her head swiveling to the sound of shattering glass as more demons leapt through. Gunshots from Dante and Lady started filling the air as Ebony counter-attacked a demon before it could take off her head by swinging the scythe in her hands, the glistening edge of it slicing through the demon. It exploded and she spun around to be met by two demons detaching themselves from the shadows of the trees.

"EBONYYYY!"

Ebony's eyebrows knit together in confusion, "Wha—" She swung the scythe up as one of the demons leapt at her, catching it in the gut before yanking up and tearing through it completely, its lifeless from flopping to the ground. What she didn't notice was the second demon moving around behind her.

"Look out Ebony!" Dante called out. Ebony spun around as the demon charged at her, but it stopped when Dante rammed it from its side, sending it flying through the air. It twisted in mid-air and landed on its feet gracefully like a cat, growling furiously at him.

"You're not the one we want, Son of Sparda!"

"Aw, did I make you angry?" Dante taunted. The demon roared and pushed off, soaring through the air. Dante lifted up the guns and shot multiple rounds into its head. Ebony flinched when an explosion went off to her far right; she glanced over at Lady,

"Was that a grenade!?" She exclaimed.

Lady chuckled nervously, "Maybe."

"I think that might've been a little overkill, Lady." Ebony heard Dante said from behind her.

"Says the one that goes all out and practically starts dancing the tango with the demons." Lady scoffed.

"I haven't done that yet, so don't give me any ideas." Dante said with a smirk.

"Was that all of them?" Ebony asked, glancing around. She looked over to see Kayshia peek out of the bushes to see if it was clear.

"There will be more…" All three of them turned to the dying shadow demon on the ground,

The face of the demon was pinned down by Dante's boot, "What do you mean by that?" Dante growled. A strange sound left the demon; it took a moment for Ebony to realize that the demon was laughing.

"It means that you, the Son of Sparda, will not be able to protect yo—" Dante smashed the demons skull before it finished its sentence.

"Damn, I'll probably never get that stain out." Dante muttered to himself as he lifted his foot, the black blood dripping to the ground.

"What was it talking about?" Ebony asked. Dante scrubbed his boot in the grass before looking up at her.

"It's nothing to worry about."

"It knew my name." She reprimanded.

Dante seemed to hesitate slightly before answering, "Demons are funny that way." He replied with a shrug of his shoulders.

"What about you? They kept calling you the son of…"

"Like I said, demons are funny that way." Dante interrupted her.

"What does that even mean?" She asked.

"Let's just say that Dante's made his way around." Lady interjected. Ebony's brows drew together,

"So, he's famous?"

"More like infamous." Dante muttered under his breath. Lady glanced at him, then to her befuddled friend,

"I guess you can say that."

"Are they all gone?" A small voice said next to them. Ebony turned to look at Kayshia and nodded,

"I believe so." She turned to Lady and Dante to confirm her thought. Dante nodded,

"Kayshia, we'll walk you home." Lady said to Kayshia. Kayshia nodded her head, her eyes still wide and glancing nervously around her. Ebony noticed the curtains from some of the houses were being pushed aside as curious eyes peeked out.

"We should leave before people see us." Ebony murmured. Lady and Dante agreed silently as they turned towards the direction of Kayshia's house. They were silent on the way to her house. They walked up the steps when Kayshia stopped. Ebony looked over at her with a raised eyebrow.

"I won't be able to forget, Ebony. I need to save him, and you can't stop me from doing so." She declared. Ebony clenched her jaw and nodded,

"I wish I could change your mind." She told her. Kayshia smiled,

"Sorry." She said simply before opening the door and walking in, letting it thud behind her. Ebony stared at the door and sighed,

"Now what?" She asked, turning around to look at the two standing behind her. "And what was that all about anyways?" She asked, pointing down the street where they had been only moments before.

"Who are you two?" She glanced at Lady, "I take it you're not the average high school student?" Lady looked down. Ebony then turned her gaze to look up at Dante, "And you, you definitely aren't the average man."

Dante chuckled, "Nope, I'm not." He responded.

Ebony rubbed her temples, "God, I'm starting to get a migraine." She murmured as she walked past them and down the steps of Kayshia's home. "I think I'm just going to go home, and eat a tub-full of strawberries, shower and then go straight to bed." She continued. Dante turned to look at the back of Ebony's head, her white hair glistening in the light of the lamppost.

"You might as well know that you aren't the average high school student as well." He called after her. Ebony stopped dead in her tracks and slowly turned back to him, dropping her hands.

"What?"

Dante shrugged his shoulders, "It's true. You just suddenly decided to jump in and help us kill a handful of demons, and successfully killed two of them without breaking a sweat."

Ebony's eyebrows pinched together, "So? I'm one of the top ranking fencing competitors in the states. I know how to fight." He told him. Dante chuckled,

"Might be true, but even the best human fighters get scared shitless when they confront a demon."

"What are you getting at?" Lady asked him. Dante looked down at Lady,

"It means," He glanced up at Ebony, "That you've encountered and fought demons before."